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feeheeheeny · 01-23-2014, 03:13 AM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Having juuuuuuust stuck a small golden star sticker upon her cheek, just for the heck of it because...stickers, Medea glanced over her shoulder from the mumble of a voice she'd heard. Oh! Headmistress? Not that it was surprising, or anything, to see the woman in here. With the arts and crafts. Paint. Glitter. Messy.

....creaky seat.

"Zradsti, Headmistress." she greeted kindly, slow to take her own seat. Ahem. "Oh, I erm...I..." What? Oh, would you look at that! Students! Just when she needed them. Fancy star points for these two! The defense professor, finally plopped down in her seat, leaned against the table and settled in her chin upon the backs of her hands with a merry smile. "They are riiiight here. Good afternoon, Miss Brown." And Miss Newell, who was...preoccupied.

HOLD THE SNIDGET! How marvelous was THAT? Erin James? Their Erin James?...That one, yes!?

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Botros was feeling pretty good today! He was wearing a white shirt with a tie that brought out his blue eyes, his pants and shoes were freshly pressed and he walked aaaaaall the way down to the Dungeons on his own. He walked into the artsy corner with a bright white smile, "M'lady." A bow of the head to the ghost nearby, a hair ruffle to the slytherin standing next to her and then he started towards the two professors.

"Good day, headmistress. Professor. Little girl." What were the ladies talking about? He grabbed a chair for himself and set it next to the headmistress'. "It's crowded back there. I believe that's where the food is." The man laughed heartily at his joke before he craned his neck, taking a look at the tables.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Sophie Browwwwwn, second year," the Headmistress felt like repeating for whatever reason-- mostly to force herself to pay attention to the girl. Wait, wait, waaaaaaaait a minute... did she say she was related to Erin? THE Erin? HER Erin?!

There was a minute of surprised staring.

"WELL I'LL BE," Annie declared finally, tapping the back of the chair beside her. "You're related to my Erin! Have a seat, have a seat. Make me a banner. Erin was the BEST, you know, the best quidditch professional ever to work at this school." She nodded fondly and leaned in toward the girl. "But don't tell Professor Tyner I said that."

Heh. Or tell her. See what she'd do about it. Heheheheh.

...Well, the Headmistress was weirder than she had heard. Sophie couldn't deny her request, though, because getting an in with the Headmistress had just been the easiest task of her life. Culloden would be pleased with her for getting on the woman's good side so swiftly, wouldn't he? The second year scooped some craft supplies in her arms, picked a giant roll of blue paper, and made herself cozy in the chair offered to her by Truebridge.

And she was already wishing she had chosen Bellaire for the ballot box instead.

"You want a banner for you? Okay." The big grin on her face let the woman know she was just teasing. Unless... she really DID want a banner to celebrate HERSELF, in which case Sophie would oblige if there were house points involved. She would have to go grab a nicer shade of paper, though, like a yellow for Hufflepuff or whatever the woman's favorite color was.

Awwww. That was nice of her to say. "You're just sayin' that because you're best friends," Sophie giggled and shrugged, "but I wish she had stuck it out at least one more term so I coulda been here with her. All the students have talked pretty highly of her, though. One of the Slytherins even told me she saved some kids from dementors once, but I don't know if I believe that." She made a face. She knew there HAD been dementors and her aunt WAS cool, but Sophie had never really seen the woman's wandwork before and didn't peg her as being too skilled in that kind of area. They must've mistaken her Aunt Ernie for someone else.

Little girl? Did... the Ancient Runes professor forget who she was? Hadn't she made a proper impression in his office last term? Her face falling ever so slightly, she still chimed, "Hi Professor Botros. S'nice to see you again," she bowed her head in greeting as she unrolled the roll of blue paper, then rolling it a little bit and unrolling it again as she tried to decide how big to make the banner.

And then she realized she was going to have to make something in front of her Headmistress and two professors of whom she thought very highly.

Scary, but challenge accepted.

01-23-2014, 03:13 AM	#12 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,312 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11	Mod Babysitter \| be curious, not judgmental Text Cut: Prufessahhsss Quote: Originally Posted by Roselyn Having juuuuuuust stuck a small golden star sticker upon her cheek, just for the heck of it because...stickers, Medea glanced over her shoulder from the mumble of a voice she'd heard. Oh! Headmistress? Not that it was surprising, or anything, to see the woman in here. With the arts and crafts. Paint. Glitter. Messy. ....creaky seat. "Zradsti, Headmistress." she greeted kindly, slow to take her own seat. Ahem. "Oh, I erm...I..." What? Oh, would you look at that! Students! Just when she needed them. Fancy star points for these two! The defense professor, finally plopped down in her seat, leaned against the table and settled in her chin upon the backs of her hands with a merry smile. "They are riiiight here. Good afternoon, Miss Brown." And Miss Newell, who was...preoccupied. HOLD THE SNIDGET! How marvelous was THAT? Erin James? Their Erin James?...That one, yes!? Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Botros was feeling pretty good today! He was wearing a white shirt with a tie that brought out his blue eyes, his pants and shoes were freshly pressed and he walked aaaaaall the way down to the Dungeons on his own. He walked into the artsy corner with a bright white smile, "M'lady." A bow of the head to the ghost nearby, a hair ruffle to the slytherin standing next to her and then he started towards the two professors. "Good day, headmistress. Professor. Little girl." What were the ladies talking about? He grabbed a chair for himself and set it next to the headmistress'. "It's crowded back there. I believe that's where the food is." The man laughed heartily at his joke before he craned his neck, taking a look at the tables. Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "Sophie Browwwwwn, second year," the Headmistress felt like repeating for whatever reason-- mostly to force herself to pay attention to the girl. Wait, wait, waaaaaaaait a minute... did she say she was related to Erin? THE Erin? HER Erin?! There was a minute of surprised staring. "WELL I'LL BE," Annie declared finally, tapping the back of the chair beside her. "You're related to my Erin! Have a seat, have a seat. Make me a banner. Erin was the BEST, you know, the best quidditch professional ever to work at this school." She nodded fondly and leaned in toward the girl. "But don't tell Professor Tyner I said that." Heh. Or tell her. See what she'd do about it. Heheheheh. ...Well, the Headmistress was weirder than she had heard. Sophie couldn't deny her request, though, because getting an in with the Headmistress had just been the easiest task of her life. Culloden would be pleased with her for getting on the woman's good side so swiftly, wouldn't he? The second year scooped some craft supplies in her arms, picked a giant roll of blue paper, and made herself cozy in the chair offered to her by Truebridge. And she was already wishing she had chosen Bellaire for the ballot box instead. "*You want a banner for you? Okay." The big grin on her face let the woman know she was just teasing. Unless... she really DID want a banner to celebrate HERSELF, in which case Sophie would oblige if there were house points involved. She would have to go grab a nicer shade of paper, though, like a yellow for Hufflepuff or whatever the woman's favorite color was. Awwww. That was nice of her to say. "You're just sayin' that because you're best friends," Sophie giggled and shrugged, "but I wish she had stuck it out at least one more term so I coulda been here with her. All the students have talked pretty highly of her, though. One of the Slytherins even told me she saved some kids from dementors* once, but I don't know if I believe that." She made a face. She knew there HAD been dementors and her aunt WAS cool, but Sophie had never really seen the woman's wandwork before and didn't peg her as being too skilled in that kind of area. They must've mistaken her Aunt Ernie for someone else. Little girl? Did... the Ancient Runes professor forget who she was? Hadn't she made a proper impression in his office last term? Her face falling ever so slightly, she still chimed, "Hi Professor Botros. S'nice to see you again," she bowed her head in greeting as she unrolled the roll of blue paper, then rolling it a little bit and unrolling it again as she tried to decide how big to make the banner. And then she realized she was going to have to make something in front of her Headmistress and two professors of whom she thought very highly. Scary, but challenge accepted. __________________